Long Live Money in Anime Crossover

Kuroyukihime watched Momo walk in barefoot, both amused and exasperated. Well, it was just a little joke she made herself, and although it was a bit rude, it was her own fault for not having prepared anything.

"This is for you!"

A huge bouquet of flowers was handed to her by Mo Mo, making Kuroyukihime's eyes light up. Loving flowers is a woman's nature, especially since this was the first time in Kuroyukihime's life that she had received a bouquet of flowers from a man.

It's a bit of a shame that these were bouquets meant for visiting someone in the sick.

"Thank you," Kuroyukihime said with a smile, smelling the fragrance of the flowers. "I really like your gift."

"Gift?"

Mo Mo blinked and said, "This isn't a gift!"

Kuroyukihime was stunned. It wasn't a gift?

What does it mean?

What else could such a large bouquet of flowers be but a gift?

"Ah, I didn't explain clearly! In Japan, there's a tradition of giving souvenirs, so my gift is a souvenir. This bouquet of flowers is also a gift, but it's just something I included."

Kuroyukihime's interest was piqued, and she said, "So what is your souvenir? If it's something you can carry around, it must be something lightweight. Souvenirs are about being easy to carry and lightweight, so they can please your family and friends. It's not about the price but the sentiment. You did the right thing this time."

"Hmph, I have also carefully studied Japanese customs, so this time my souvenirs are not valuable."

So, Momo took out something that looked like an invitation and gave it to Kuroyukihime, saying, "Should I say, please accept this?"

"It doesn't have to be a token of respect, please accept it with a smile!"

Kuroyukihime sighed; it seemed teaching Momo how to properly deal with customs would be a long process. But what was this post? Was it some kind of blessing or small gift?

However, after opening the post, Kuroyukihime was stunned, and then her face was filled with a mixture of laughter and tears.

It seems that teaching the Momo custom is not a long process, but a rather arduous task.

This post is nothing other than a gift list.

The gift certainly fits the "lightweight" aspect, considering it includes diamonds, rubies, sapphires, emeralds, aquamarines, chrysoberyl, golden bodhi seeds, tourmaline, spinel, garnet, tanzanite, topaz, zircon, peridot, color-changing gemstones, citrine, opal, epidote, and more...

These things could never be heavy, and even the largest diamond in history could not be described as heavy.

But... these things have absolutely nothing to do with being considered cheap or not valuable, right?

"Oh, you don't like it? I knew it! The gift Yuki chose for me was way too cheap. She should have chosen something more expensive! It's a bit embarrassing for me to give away such a cheap gift!"

Seeing Mo Mo's troubled expression, Kuroyukihime finally remembered a rumor: the rich in the Middle East love to give gemstones as gifts to their friends. Since everyone is rich, giving money is too vulgar, and other things are not valuable, so people simply give gemstones.

Boxes of gems were just the most basic gift, and such a basic gift was worthless in Momo's eyes, which was really not surprising at all.

"As expected, I'll prepare a new one. Ji, what do you think of the car? It's perfect timing since your foot is injured. I'll just buy a car worth tens of millions and assign you a driver. You can take it to school during this time."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Kuroyukihime quickly called a halt, deciding that she must first educate this naive and wealthy young man about the most basic concept of commodity equivalence in human society.

After more than ten minutes of explaining the facts, Kuroyukihime finally convinced Momo, who was still somewhat skeptical, that gemstones were actually valuable, not just colorful stones that Momo had casually tossed around since childhood.

Kuroyukihime herself came from a wealthy family, but now she deeply understands that being a tycoon and being a rich person are completely different concepts.

"So I've made a mistake again! I haven't even prepared a single gift. Oh God!"

Seeing Mo Mo's sorrowful appearance, Kuroyukihime thought of what happened that day, and her heart softened. She said, "Okay, okay, I'll accept one, just one, okay? Actually, it's not that you're wrong, it's just that our values ​​are different."

"Just the same, the smallest and lightest one, is that alright? Actually, even if it were the smallest and lightest one, I shouldn't have accepted it, it's still too valuable."

Kuroyukihime decided to accept at least one item. After all, Momo didn't care about money, and she was worldly-wise. Their relationship didn't necessarily have to be measured by the values ​​of ordinary people.

Mo Mo breathed a sigh of relief, tapped the front of him, and said, "Then I'll have Yuki bring up the lightest one, is that alright? It's also my way of apologizing to you."

"Sigh, apologize to me, no, I should apologize to you, it's me..."

"No, no, no, it must be my fault. I misunderstood Japanese customs and caused trouble for all of you, didn't I? I've already asked someone to apologize to everyone, and since it was because I hurt you, I have to express my apologies no matter what."

“That Mo Mojun…”

Kuroyukihime temporarily ignored the question of who was right and who was wrong between her and Momo, and said, "Your so-called apology wouldn't be..."

"Ah, I'm just giving everyone some cheap little things... Ahhh!"

Mo Mo immediately started rolling around on the ground, clutching his head. Kuroyukihime was dumbfounded. After a few seconds of silence, she burst out laughing, a loud laugh.

She hadn't been this happy in a long time.

On one hand, the students are probably worried about how to face Momo and apologize to her, while on the other hand, Momo is giving them what she thinks are cheap little gifts...

I bet many people just stare blankly at the gemstones in their hands, right?

"However, it's only natural that I accept it."

Since everyone else has already given their gifts, Kuroyukihime certainly wouldn't refuse. She quickly wheeled herself forward and said, "Alright, Momo-kun, the gifts have already been given out, so you don't need to worry about it. Everyone will just be happy."

"Really?"

"It's definitely true, I guarantee it!"

It's unlikely that anyone would express the slightest dissatisfaction with this windfall.

"Really, really?"

"Really, really, really! I think you're almost delusional from being fooled. I can't help you up now, can't you get up by yourself?"

Mo Mo shrugged as he lay on the ground, then simply rested his head on his arm and didn't get up. He said, "Don't you Japanese have the habit of lying on tatami mats? I'll just lie here. You look great from this angle, very beautiful."

Kuroyukihime blushed, thinking that Mo Mo was teasing her. But when she saw Mo Mo's pure and innocent eyes, she realized that she was wrong. Mo Mo was just a big boy and was obviously just speaking subconsciously.

In other words, that compliment was what she truly felt?

Kuroyukihime felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

"But it's not right for you to lie on the ground like that, you'll catch a cold. Besides, what kind of logic is it for the host to sit while the guest lies down?"

"Why don't you lie down with me too?"

"Mo Mo, are you sure you're not joking? I'm going to get angry!"

Mo Mo sat up abruptly and said, "Okay, I apologize. Actually, I wanted to check the wound on the sole of your foot. I'm really sorry, because my actions caused you to get hurt."

Kuroyukihime's heart skipped a beat, and an irresistible force made her subconsciously lift her foot. She whispered, barely a whisper, "It doesn't hurt anymore, and it's bandaged up. You can't see the wound now."

However, she immediately regretted it, because Momo had grabbed her foot again.

"what?"

"Sorry, does it hurt?"

"No, it's just..."

"You're still not fully recovered, it's my fault. So as an apology, I'll take care of you until you're fully healed."

As he spoke, Mo Mo solemnly placed Kuroyukihime's feet on his knees, his fingers expertly stroking Kuroyukihime's calves and insteps.

"My muscles are still stiff. I doubt those doctors gave you a massage, right? I learned this technique from a royal massage therapist. It's said to be a culmination of various health and wellness methods, something most people don't get to experience!"

The familiar feeling returned, quickly warming Kuroyukihime's heart and body. She wanted to refuse, but couldn't bring herself to say it.

"After all... this is treatment, right..." Kuroyukihime could only console herself.

"Ji, why is your face red? Do you have a fever?"

Kuroyukihime was still struggling with her decision when Mo Mo suddenly made her laugh, saying, "Putting everything else aside, if you keep calling me 'Hime,' I'm really going to get angry. Can't you just call me by my full name?"

"But isn't calling someone by their name a sign of intimacy? Look, you call me Momo too!"

“This is different,” Kuroyukihime thought, wondering how to explain it to Momo. “Besides, we’re not close enough to call each other by our first names. Why don’t we just call each other by our full names?”

As she said this, Kuroyukihime's gaze shifted. If she were looking at Momo massaging her, she would definitely not have had the confidence to say such a thing.

"Then shall I call you Kuroyukihime?"

Kuroyukihime nodded and said, "That's good. Shall I call you by your full name?"

“Okay, my name is Hamdan·bin·Mohammed·bin·Rashid·Al·Momo.”

Momo pronounced his name fluently, still in English.

Kuroyukihime: "..."

"Um... could you say it again..."

Kuroyukihime felt like she wanted to die.

"So calling you by your full name is too much trouble. I'll just call you Ji instead."

"If you call me by that name again, I'm really going to lose my temper! What the heck is Ji? ... If all else fails, just call me Xue."

"Snow? Is that your name?"

Kuroyukihime panicked and quickly denied it, saying, "Of course not. We're not that close. It's just a form of address. If you're not satisfied, you can call me by my full name."

Mo Mo seemed somewhat disappointed and said, "Fine, I'll call you Xue then, and you'll call me Mo Mo? It doesn't seem fair that only you call me by my name!"

Kuroyukihime blushed, feeling a little regretful. She had just felt it was unfair and, in her excitement, had revealed her real name.

However, Momo's massage always seemed to have the power to calm people's hearts, quickly dispelling any slight dissatisfaction in Kuroyukihime's heart.

"Um...did I arrive at the wrong time?"

A purple-haired girl, holding a small gift box, peeked in from the doorway.

21 Newton testifies that it was an accident, really!

Kuroyukihime subconsciously turned her head to look. It was a girl who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. The most striking thing about her was her bright purple hair, which seemed to be shining with a crystal luster.

The girl's appearance wasn't the most beautiful, and Kuroyukihime was quite confident about that. However, the girl seemed to possess a profound charm, a pure charm, and it was as if there wasn't a single blemish on her.

It was as if she were an elf born from outer space, untouched by anything, and everything around her seemed out of place, which only served to highlight her transcendence.

It was just a feeling, but Kuroyukihime unexpectedly believed it.

Then she saw the girl's eyes, which were bright and innocent, but those eyes were also staring at Kuroyukihime, though not meeting her gaze.

Instead, he stared down at Kuroyukihime's feet and legs, and Momo's hands.

"Ah, seeing it with your own eyes is definitely more exciting, hehe, as expected of your older brother... cough cough, Your Highness, then I won't disturb you any longer, bye-bye!"

Yuki waved dramatically, then looked away. Only then did Kuroyukihime realize that she had forgotten to close the door after welcoming Mo Mo in.